Fenghua's actions were completely unexpected by Ying Ye.

Ying Ye turned his head and looked at her with deep eyes under the silver mask.

"Miss Ye, you..."

The bright and colorful lips seemed to be lightly opened incredibly, and the words in the mouth were barely said.

The little girl's handkerchief dating just now looked at her and vetoed her crisply: "Impossible, that person cannot be the Ghost King."

"Why? He is obviously wearing a silver mask, exactly the same as the Ghost King's dress."

"Exactly the same? Are you sure? You have never seen what the Ghost King looks like." The girl observed it very carefully, "Look, the man wearing a mask held the girl's hand. Think about it carefully. With the terrifying reputation of the Ghost King killing nine fiancées, which woman dares to be so close to the Ghost King? Are you afraid of life?"

“…It seems that way.”

"There is a vendor selling masks at the end of Zhuque Street. I guess this silver noodles were bought there, just to wear them and play with them."

"It's really interesting. Let's go to the front to buy one~"

The two little girls each carried a lantern, holding hands, and had a good relationship and left with a smile.

"Look at your Highness, so that no one will be afraid of you and fear away from you."

The girl raised her hands of overlapping, her gentle and charming voice, through the laughter and hustle and bustle of the world, on the lanterns, galaxy, rivers, rivers, and people coming and going, it was clearly transmitted into Ying Ye's ears.

No one has ever said such a thing to Ying Ye.

No one told him-

Look, so that no one will be afraid of you and stay away from you.

In fact, if others are not afraid of harming each other, they are not afraid of being far away from each other, Ying Ye doesn’t care at all.

but……

An unprecedented taste suddenly came to my heart.

Strange, but not annoying.

"Ding! The target character wins the night, favorability level 5, strategy completion level 15!"

The girl was wearing purple clothes and there were so many lamps behind her. The people coming and going on Zhuque Street seemed to be the background board at some point.

The man in silver-faced and purple-clothed eyes under the mask were extremely deep, and the ink color surging silently.

In the end, no one let go of his hand first.

Walk from one end of Zhuque Street to the other.

The girl in purple was carrying a lantern in her hand and a ghost mask on her face.

Beside her, a man in purple clothes, the originally cold and sharp mask seemed to be a little softer.

"The river lanterns are put on, the river lanterns are put on..." Suddenly someone shouted.

Putting river lanterns is a traditional custom of the Flower Festival.

Put the lotus lantern with your wishes into the Prajna River in the capital of Qin State, so that the lotus lanterns will float away with the Prajna River.

I heard that the Prajna River is a river that connects the sky, and there is a beautiful goddess living at the end.

When the goddess sees the wish in the lotus lantern, she will help the foolish and resentful women realize it.

The legend is beautiful.

Every year on the Flower Festival, lotus-like lotus lanterns are filled with Prajna River.

Fenghua turned to Ying Ye and asked, "Your Highness, let's go and put the river lanterns too?"

Those who play river lanterns are men and women who are willing to each other or decide for life, seeking the goddess to protect the eternal and eternal blessings of men and women.

They go...?

Ying Ye pursed his lips, and something strange happened in his heart.
Chapter completed!